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I NEVER want to hear any those shiatty songs ever again. I don't know what it is about those songs, but they grate the hell out of my nerves. It's not that they're bad songs, they just piss me off every time they come on the radio or whatever.

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I NEVER want to hear any those shiatty songs ever again. I don't know what it is about those songs, but they grate the hell out of my nerves. It's not that they're bad songs, they just piss me off every time they come on the radio or whatever.

It is impossible to take Paul McCartney seriously either as a musician or a human being after listening to that song.

I've managed to go two Christmases in a row without hearing that song, a feat akin to Johnny Vandermeer pitching consecutive no-hitters in 1938. It will probably never happen again.

My office pumps Christmas music into the sh*tters from Thanksgiving to New Year's, and by some cruel trick of the Gods, my morning bowel-voiding biorhythms have been synced to the playing of that song.

I probably heard it 30 times this year. I'm still gun shy about heading to the bog even now that they're back to playing 80s era Phil Collins and Steve Winwood. I think I need to see some kind of sh*t shrink.

sigdiamond2000: My office pumps Christmas music into the sh*tters .... I'm still gun shy about heading to the bog even now that they're back to playing 80s era Phil Collins and Steve Winwood. I think I need to see some kind of sh*t shrink.

I've been keeping a similar list - classic rock songs that should never, ever, ever be played on the radio. Because of my age, I'm not terribly bothered by songs like Stairway To Heaven or Hotel California or Freebird. I'm more sick of songs that are done to death in commercials, TV shows, movies, etc. Come on, classic rock stations. You have a huge catalog to choose from. Nobody is interested anymore when these are played on the air... if you channel surf on cable TV for 45 minutes, you're guaranteed to hear at least one of these:

1. Lynyrd Skynyrd - Sweet Home Alabama2. Kiss - Rock N Roll All Night3. George Thorogood - Bad To The Bone4. Steppenwolf - Born To Be Wild5. Bruce Springsteen - Born In The USA6. John Mellencougar - Jack & Diane7. The Who - Who Are You

Barricaded Gunman:sigdiamond2000: My office pumps Christmas music into the sh*tters .... I'm still gun shy about heading to the bog even now that they're back to playing 80s era Phil Collins and Steve Winwood. I think I need to see some kind of sh*t shrink.

Burnett was able to secure the rights to the songs by Kenny Rogers and the Gipsy Kings and also added tracks by Captain Beefheart, Moondog and the rights to a relatively obscure Bob Dylan song called "The Man in Me".[42] However, he had a tough time securing the rights to Townes Van Zandt's cover of the Rolling Stones' "Dead Flowers", which plays over the film's closing credits. Former Stones manager Allen Klein owned the rights to the song and wanted $150,000 for it. Burnett convinced Klein to watch an early cut of the film and remembers, "It got to the part where the Dude says, 'I hate the farkin' Eagles, man!' Klein stands up and says, 'That's it, you can have the song!' That was beautiful".[42][44] Burnett was going to be credited on the film as "Music Supervisor" but asked his credit to be "Music Archivist" because he "hated the notion of being a supervisor; I wouldn't want anyone to think of me as management"

It is impossible to take Paul McCartney seriously either as a musician or a human being after listening to that song.

I've managed to go two Christmases in a row without hearing that song, a feat akin to Johnny Vandermeer pitching consecutive no-hitters in 1938. It will probably never happen again.

My office pumps Christmas music into the sh*tters from Thanksgiving to New Year's, and by some cruel trick of the Gods, my morning bowel-voiding biorhythms have been synced to the playing of that song.

I probably heard it 30 times this year. I'm still gun shy about heading to the bog even now that they're back to playing 80s era Phil Collins and Steve Winwood. I think I need to see some kind of sh*t shrink.

Clearly the only solution is to play it at home in the morning before you go to work.

It is impossible to take Paul McCartney seriously either as a musician or a human being after listening to that song.

I've managed to go two Christmases in a row without hearing that song, a feat akin to Johnny Vandermeer pitching consecutive no-hitters in 1938. It will probably never happen again.

My office pumps Christmas music into the sh*tters from Thanksgiving to New Year's, and by some cruel trick of the Gods, my morning bowel-voiding biorhythms have been synced to the playing of that song.

I probably heard it 30 times this year. I'm still gun shy about heading to the bog even now that they're back to playing 80s era Phil Collins and Steve Winwood. I think I need to see some kind of sh*t shrink.

Clearly the only solution is to play it at home in the morning before you go to work.

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